[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

Of course I mean it.

When I started to understand, Kyoya was the master of Namori Town, and when he entered Namori Middle School, he also took over the school very quickly.

After all, he has a lot of experience.

If I want to dominate Xiongying, wouldn't it be normal to ask Kyoya for help?

Kusuo looked at me like a fool.

Mitsuri encouraged me: "Go, go, you can also improve your relationship with Mr. Gongya."

...Mili sauce, you are instigating me to eat from the pot and look into the pot.

Even if you didn't eat anything in the pot, it's right.

I took out the key and opened the door.

Mitsuri followed me into the courtyard: "Aren't you going to ask Mr. Kyoya for help?"

"Just asking a question, not going to his house." I lazily looked at the big tree near the wall, looking for a climbing point, "Just shout a few words on the wall."

Mitsuri: "..."

Kusuo sneered, and asked Mitsuri: "Do you now know the reason why she hasn't developed any other relationship with the bird king next door?"

"..." Miri's fingers were entangled in front of her body, and she replied gruffly, "I can't blame it all on Mian..."

While they were chatting, I had already climbed the tree and rode on the wall that separated my house from the Skylark House.

Mitsuri covered her face: "Mian! The skirt you are wearing!"

"...I'm wearing safety pants," I replied, "otherwise I'd be riding on a wall? Isn't that weird?"

Kusuo: "..."

Mitsuri: "..."

My voice startled Kyouya who was half lying on the porch and distracted.

He sat up and stared blankly at me on the wall.

"Good evening, Kyoya." I shook my hand at him as a greeting, "By the way, I want to know the secret of your dominance and prosperity."

"...?" He squinted at me, as if judging whether what I just said was provocative.

After all, it is a neighbor relationship of more than ten years, and I know him too well.

If he classifies my speech as "provocative", he will hold the duckweed crutch without hesitation and perform a stunt of "five steps up the wall and blow your dog's head off" for me on the spot.

Of course, this kind of stunt is generally not successful.

Because my superb physical skills have been gradually honed in the escape and counterattack from childhood to adulthood, this person must not even be able to touch a single finger of mine now.

I was smug in my heart for a few seconds, and explained a few words in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Didn't I enroll in Xiongying?" I said to him, "I want to try to dominate our school. The requirements are not high, just like you, just run away when the alumni see me."

He had already stood up from the porch, stepped on Xie and stood in the yard, and gave me a sneer look.

"It's very simple, just kill all the guys who stand in your way."

I:"……"

Me: "Are you kidding me, is this how you dominate and prosper?"

"Bingsheng was originally my property." Gong Mi narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong with biting and killing people who don't abide by Bingsheng's morals?"

...Are you so brave?

What kind of orphan strategy is this? Do you want me to single out Xiongying's group of non-human beings whose combat power is beyond the charts?

Kusuo floated next to me, seemed to be amused, and burst out laughing.

Mitsuri standing under the wall (I don't know why she is a soul, but she still likes to follow the settings of humans. Obviously Kusuo just went to heaven and earth without any discomfort.) Standing on tiptoe, curiously asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

I don't think Kyoya's method is very practical.

First of all, if I provoke my classmates for no reason at school, I will definitely be arrested by the teacher and sent to ideological education.

...I just sued for nothing and was ordered to write a review!The current hero school is simply inhumane!

I was a little disappointed, murmured "Oh...", turned over and wanted to jump off the wall.

"By the way." Kyoya seemed to have thought of something, and asked me, "Did you tell your parents about changing your high school choice and enrolling in Xiongying?"

"..." I froze, I didn't expect Gongya to say this.

Kyouya also knows me well.

"It seems that you didn't say anything." He raised his eyebrows with a little interest, "Your mother called Bingsheng High School today, and seems to want to ask about your recent situation."

I turned my head back: "How to say?"

As expected of the King of Bingsheng, my school knows all about receiving a call from my mother.

Gong Mi snorted: "Naturally speaking the truth, there is no such person. You never told me that you would cover it up for you."

"...Did she call the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

"No, I called the student union." Gongmi lowered her eyelashes, seemed to have lost interest in chatting, walked up to the corridor, and ended the topic, "But the student union is also under the supervision of the Disciplinary Committee."

"..."

I felt a headache, and I had no intention of jumping off the wall to show off my skills. I just slowly slid down holding the tree trunk.

Kusuo seemed more interested in this matter, he belatedly said: "Speaking of which, I haven't met your parents yet, and you seem to seldom contact them?"

"Ah? Haven't you seen it?" I dusted off the dust on my body, and said absent-mindedly, "I have a photo, do you want to see it? It's just that I put it away, so you probably didn't notice it."

"..."

At night, I was forcibly taken by Mitsuri to do body expansion exercises.

...I think it's probably a kind of yoga.

Although I am very confident, after Mitsuri possessed me, I still heard the creaking sound of her joints when she made certain movements.

Mitsuri was in high spirits, in stark contrast to me.I simply handed over the control of my body to her, lying alone and planting mushrooms in my head.

"Is there anything you need to talk about?"

……

He was lying in a daze when Kusuo's voice suddenly sounded.

No.

I'm super determined.

"Then go to bed early. I went to watch TV."

Kusuo's voice hadn't disappeared, but Mitsuri, who was lying on the ground trying to put my legs on top of my head, responded.

She looked at the vibrating phone on the floor in some panic, and swished off me, mercilessly liberating me from growing mushrooms.

"Ahhhh—it hurts!" I adjusted for a long time before changing my posture to kneeling again, "...Mitori, were you a gymnastics champion before you were alive? Like this..."

I grumbled as I reached for the phone whose screen lit up on the floor showing incoming calls.

After seeing the incoming call clearly, my complaints stopped abruptly.

"Mom" is displayed on the screen.

I remembered what Kyoya said today, but this day will come sooner or later.

Sighing, although a little helpless, I still connected the phone.

"Hello, mom?" I made my voice gentle and dignified, "I'm Xiao Mian."

Through the communication equipment, the mother's voice seemed a little cold.

"Xiao Mian, it's night in China now. Have you eaten yet?" She asked casually.

I cheered up, and we went back and forth with her to care about each other's recent health problems.

Just when I thought this call was just a routine call from her to care about me, she changed the subject.

"I called Binggao today." Mom's voice was very calm, "Did you not enroll in Binggao?"

"...Yes." I replied in a deep voice, "Before graduation, I changed my high school choice."

Mother's tone couldn't tell her emotion: "I see. I've wanted to say it a long time ago. You should go to a more elite private school, right? After all, there are good and bad students in Bingsheng High School. If it weren't for Kyoya being in that school , I don’t even worry about you going there to study alone.”

"..."

I forgot to mention that although Gong Mi is the persona of the Great Demon King, his appearance is too deceptive. On the surface, he looks like a gentle and elegant literary boy, but the middle school and arrogance in his bones are strictly covered up.

Mitsuri was not the only one who was deceived, but also my mother who seldom has a family.

"So where did you end up going to high school?" Mom asked.

"..."

"Is it Xiuzhiin Academy? Or Luoshan High School in Kyoto?" Mom guessed casually, "Both of these are prestigious schools, right?"

I sighed: "It's Xiongying."

"Huh? What school?"

"Xiongying High School." I repeated, "It is currently one of the most famous hero schools in China. It is as famous as Shijie High School. It is a special school."

"........."

The long silence on the phone made me a little uneasy.

After a long time, my mother asked, "Why do you want to apply for this kind of school? Graduating from this kind of school is meaningless unless you are determined to become a professional hero."

I coughed dryly and said, "I really want to be a professional hero."

"........."

Until the next day when I walked into school following the weather forecast from the radio station, I still couldn't forget my mother's stern voice on the phone yesterday.

"Professional hero? You mean you want to be a professional hero?!"

"Xiao Mian, are you crazy? Is that a job suitable for girls?"

"Our family is not so difficult that we need you to shed your blood for the society. Isn't the reason why mom and dad work so hard to make money so that you can live comfortably?"

"I don't agree with you going to school in Xiongying—"

"Xiao Mian, your grades are very good. After graduating successfully, you can go to a good university and find a good job. You can spend your life safely and smoothly. But Xiongying only has high school, right? Do you want to step into society after high school and participate in those activities? You can fight and kill that has nothing to do with you?"

"In short, I don't agree. I hope you can transfer schools as soon as possible. Going to Xiuzhiyuan Academy is good, and I will contact you."

……

"Alas..." I sighed, bowed my head and replied to Gao Sen-senpai who asked me if I would go to the morning broadcast.

Sen Luomian: "I'm not feeling well this morning, so let's suspend the broadcast in the morning. Or can senior sister and seniors replace me for one episode?"

Takamori Waka: "Then you have a good rest. I will suspend today. Fujioka and I can't do your comments with strong personal style. If you don't feel well after school, you can also stop the evening broadcast. At that time keep in touch."

Morimian: "Okay. The evening broadcast is fine."

After replying to the message, I sighed again.

It is rare that Kusuo also came to school with me today. He is connected with me, and he probably can understand the entanglement and sadness in my heart.

But he didn't ask me, as if he was waiting for me to speak.

Perhaps, life mentor Kusuo-kun can enlighten me?

I was about to connect to the Kusuo channel in my mind, when I heard Mitsuri beside me let out an exclamation.

"Wow——" Mitsuri stared at the front and said with emotion, "They are good friends, so handsome!"

I looked up reflexively, and I happened to bump into the two seniors walking towards me.

... Coincidentally, these are two well-known seniors in the second grade of high school.

One of them is Katsuki Bakugo, who has pants that kill me with obsessive-compulsive disorder, which I complained about yesterday in the broadcast of the radio station.

Next to him, with a hand on his shoulder carelessly, is his classmate Kami Naruto-senpai.

Senior Bakugo's bloody eyes, which are legendary to see who dies and tyranny, are looking at me expressionlessly. Before my hairs stand on end, he calmly looks away.

On the other hand, the senior Shangming next to me kept showing an expression of contemplation, until he passed me by, and then made a sound of sudden realization.

I heard Senior Kaminari's exclamation coming from behind me.

"Hey, Bakugo, isn't this the very famous Sen Luomen junior in the first grade?! The one who complained about you not wearing pants on the radio yesterday!"

"I rely on you to not go up to find her trouble? Did you not recognize her!"

"What do you mean by your dazed, demented look?! Don't you know?! It's the girl who came over on the radio so bravely! Wow, she looks cuter than I thought!"

...It seems that my journey to dominate the heroes starts with killing Hanhan Shangming's senior.

"Why are you so autistic, don't you pay attention to what happened in school?!"

"Hey, wait for me for 2 minutes, I'll ask for a phone call! I quite like this type of elementary school girl!"

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and the enlarged Pikachu face of Kami Ming-senpai also got out from behind me and blocked in front of me.

"Morning, junior. Is it Senluo junior?" Senior Kaminame smiled kindly but slightly frivolously, "I am Shangming Denki from class A of the second year. I have known you for a long time. Can I exchange contact information?"

"Ah! How brave!" Mitsuri looked at me expectantly while cupping her face, "Amian, Amian, do you want to give him his contact information?"

Give.

Of course.

I flipped through my schoolbag, took out a promotional poster for a radio station, and handed it over.

Fortunately, I still have a few in stock.

The corners of the mouth were turned up fifteen degrees, revealing an impeccable and perfect smile.

"Senior Shangming, do you need help from our radio station? As long as you tell us the criteria for choosing a spouse, I will write a [-]-word marriage proposal for you for free."

I raised my finger, like an Amway machine without emotion.

Senior Shangming was amused by me, he took the poster, glanced at it, and kept muttering: "Hey, I really like the type of Sen Luo Xuemei, why don't we go have a cup of tea together? "

Senior!

I made a high-profile confession to Hong Jiao Dongchao from your class at school just the day before yesterday.

Are you so hungry?

Another footstep sounded from behind.

A hand stretched out, pinching Senior Kaminari's shoulder precisely.

"Are you sexual/harassing/harassing?" Senior Bao Hao's cold voice sounded, "I don't mind killing harm for the people."

As he said that, he ignored the screaming Kaminari-senpai, and turned his gaze back to me.

I became inexplicably nervous again.

However, Bakugo-senpai seemed to have only glanced at me briefly, and then dragged the struggling Shangming-senpai away.

Left behind a back full of cruelty.

As expected of the number one sports festival and the recognized cool guy in class A of the hero department, he doesn't seem to have a trace of emotion.

"Wow, so handsome—" Mitsuri looked at the back of Bakugo-senpai leaving, blushing with emotion.

Grass.

Really handsome.

The author has something to say: When writing Ka Jiang, he always unconsciously brings him into the male lead role.

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